You Live You Die And Death Not

We Could Plan A Murder Or Start A Religion.

The Grand Highway Is Crowded W/lovers & Searchers & Leavers So Eager To Please & Forget. Wilderness.

I Wouldn't Mind Dying In A Plane Crash. It'd Be A Good Way To Go. I Don't Want To Die In My Sleep, Or Of Old Age, Or Od... I Want To Feel What It's Like. I Want To Taste It, Hear It, Smell It. Death Is Only Going To Happen To You Once; I Don't Want To Miss It

Do You Know The Warm Progress Under The Stars? Do You Know We Exist? Have You Forgotten The Keys To The Kingdom? Have You Been Born Yet & Are You Alive?

I See Myself As A Huge Fiery Comet, A Shooting Star. Everyone Stops, Points Up And Gasps "oh Look At That!" Then - Whoosh, And I'm Gone... And They'll Never See Anything Like It Ever Again... And They Won't Be Able To Forget Me - Ever.